29th August. Still
We return to the hitherto unused Slovak Command Centre where Tiso and Tuka are readying the Slovak state to resist the National Uprising.
"Gentlemen, we face our most terrible threat - Civil War." Tiso tried to begin.
"I thought we were already fighting a Total War to stop the Race to Bratislava?" General Catlos interrupted.
"Yes, we are." Tiso confirmed.
"Well isn't that worse? Total War sounds much worse." General Catlos
There was a brief clicking from Armaments Minister Pruzinksy's abacus as he checked this bold statement.
"He's right. If something is Total it has to include all the little bits or it isn't a Total." Pruzinksy said.
"So if both are happening at once, does that mean are we fighting a Civil Total War?" Catlos asked.
"Shouldn't it be Civil Total War War?" Intelligence Minister Bernard added. "We've got to use up that second War or it'll just flap around getting in the way."
As Tuka yelled at the cream of the nations' political and military leadership, Tiso wondered if Slovakia was really worth fighting for. Dismissing such terrible thoughts, he looked for support and comfort in his hipflask and found the strength of will to focus again on the meeting.
"We could fight a Sub-Total War to stop the Race to Bratislava, that would work and not violate the Venn Diagram of War." Pruzinksy was suggesting as a compromise.
"Shut up the lot of you." Tiso raised his voice, shocking the entire bunker as Tuka traditionally handled the yelling portion of the government. "You can all start to help organise our defence or you can go and help Jesensky prepare his poetry." He threatened.
As the terrified cabinet minister silenced themselves, Tiso asked to see the military position.
"And no sodding interpretative dance." He added.
Catlos took off his ballet shoes with bad grace and pulled out the latest Slovak General Staff Map of Many Things.
A surprisingly simple map. The effect of being in a proper HQ was having a terrible effect on the Slovak General Staff.
"Viest's rebel forces are concentrated in the entirely pointless town of Zlate Moravce." Catlos pointed out.
"And our forces?" Tuka asked.
"The 1st Division (East) under General Turanec is 500 miles away, trying to relieve Suceava on the Eastern Front. General Jurech's 2nd Division (Brackets Deliberately Left Blank) has just reached Abbeville in Northern France, so is 800 miles away." Airforce Chief Pulanich explained.
"You seem well informed about the army, for an air force chief." Tuka asked suspiciously.
"We haven't got an air force and I get bored, so I help out running the army." Pulanich explained.
"So essentially the entire loyalist army is miles away and we have almost nothing to stop the Viest from marching on Bratislava?" Tiso summarised.
"Yes." Catlos said.
In the silence that followed Tiso lamented having hit the hipflask so heavily earlier.
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Note:
Short but.. short. I'm trying to get back into little and often updates on this, so hopefully this meets with approval. My plan is that this will be over by Christmas, I've probably said that before but this time I'm really going to go for it.